Inside the Great Hall of the Underground Palace, there was a small conceptual conflict taking place.
Was exchanging a severed arm and disfigured face for a shocking achievement of Fu Yao counter-killing a Golden Core worth it or not.
The meaning between the lines of the tall, thin old man's words was that a seven-foot man should be a hero, achieving merit, virtue, and words. So what if his arm is severed or his face disfigured, one can achieve resolve through physical sacrifice, and that is the true great Confucian scholar.
However, for the woman in the Confucian robe, even if it were the achievements of killing a hundred Golden Core or even Nascent Soul cultivators, if the price was one arm and an intact face of the Ziyu in her embrace.
She wouldn't trade it for the world.
What achievement of reverse killing by crossing realms, what virtue and words, what great heroes and villains...
None of them are as important as...one finger of her student.
